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Supernova
- Joined
- Sep 20, 2013
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Bridget only gave Zoe what she craved and changed positions after thoroughly marking her. The lesser Alpha's neck was covered in teeth marks, and there was no way in hell she was going to be able to cover them up. They would serve as proof, proof that she belonged to an Alpha, and the young woman was going to have to wear them proudly or not leave her dorm for a few days. It didn't make Zoe mad, but instead she felt a sense of satisfaction, delighted to be marked by the powerful rugby captain. She would probably be less thrilled when the excitement and adrenaline wore off later, but it still wouldn't change her opinion drastically. Zoe wanted Bridget to claim her, and with her neck taken care of, she knew what came next.
The new position was perfect, and after a few exploratory thrusts Bridget had found what she was looking for. Moans of pure bliss poured from her mouth as the older wolf relentlessly shoved inside of her, hitting her elusive sweet spot without fail. Most partners would have trouble finding it, much less focusing on it, but Bridget was something special. The night at the masquerade was enhanced by the thrill of anonymity and exhibitionism, and aided by alcohol and weed. It was amazing, but there was always the question of whether it was as good as she remembered it being. Bridget destroyed any shred of doubt as she made Zoe melt in her arms, moaning and clinging to the skillful wolf and then quickly after, cumming.
---
Zoe had no idea how many orgasms Bridget had given her, but clearly they had both been too caught up to realize how much time had passed. Their playtime was briefly interrupted when the sound of people returning to the rugby house startled Zoe, not because she was afraid, but because she couldn't believe how long they had been going. She wasn't ready to stop! So when Bridget showed no signs of slowing and instead grew more aggressive and violent, Zoe couldn't help but express her appreciation. She fucking loved the rough, violent thrusts and the strong hand grabbing a fistful of her hair. Zoe really did like it rough, and despite the humiliation of being made to moan like a whore when everyone could hear her, she didn't shrink back but instead seemed to get even more lost in the pleasure. She was moaning louder, pushing her ass back against Bridget with every thrust, and whimpering like a needy street whore every time it seemed like Bridget was going to slow down.
---
By the time someone had heard enough of their endless fucking, both of them were covered in sweat and cum, and panting vigorously. It was the first time, even more than the night at the masquerade, that Zoe felt so fucking exhausted. Bridget, she was incredible, not just her skill and aggressiveness, but her stamina. Zoe was in incredible shape so there weren't many women that could come close to keeping up with her, but the dominant Alpha was one of them, if not even greater in the stamina department. It was the first time Zoe could ever remember being so tired after sex, and they had been going at it so roughly that a few of her muscles were sore, meaning after they stopped and she cooled off she was in for some real exhaustion. And yet, despite knowing they should stop, she whined at the prospect of making their last go short. She didn't try to argue though, only giving a brief wine of dissatisfaction before enthusiastically grinding herself against Bridget and squeezing down powerfully on the throbbing cock. "F-Fuck... Claim me one more time, my Alpha..." She did everything she could to clamp down around Bridget's cock, practically begging to be filled, the desire to be marked and claimed with the female wolf's juices too powerful to resist, even if she had wanted to. Her own orgasm didn't stop her desperate grinding at all, only adding in several jerks of the younger wolf's hips as her entire body convulsed in euphoria.
---
Zoe could barely keep herself conscious she had cum so many times, the sensitivity and increased pleasure from so many consecutive orgasms almost too much. Her half-awake state left her a panting, flushed mess, and it took everything she had not to collapse on the bed and fall asleep. Instead she weakly pushed back against Bridget, the need to feel close to her Alpha intense, and she offered her neck. It felt so instinctual, so perfectly right to show her neck after all of that. She wanted another marking bite, even as her eyes grew heavy and she started to considering how difficult it would be to get home.
---
The act of offering her neck had been the last thing Zoe could really remember. She had some fuzzy images about what happened next, Bridget biting her, them kissing, and then the moment she tried to leave of her legs being weak and Bridget grinning at her from the bed. The Alpha had clearly been proud that she had made it difficult for Zoe to stand easily, which only led to Zoe pouting before getting back into bed and kissing Bridget, using her exhaustion as a reason to sleep over. In retrospect, it wasn't the best idea. Late at night people would be asleep, she could manage to get out without telling the entire rugby house that she had spent most of her day being fucked by the captain, because that wasn't something they would give a rookie shit about forever or anything. Sarcasm aside, when she woke up, practically wrapped in Bridget's arms, she felt content, but also nervous. Having a gorgeous, sexy Alpha to play with was great, and Zoe was glad to be out and trying things not entirely in her comfort zone, but that didn't mean she wanted to make the walk of shame, did she?
Her head was a mess because the instant reaction was to dread doing the walk of shame with all of the bite marks, and probably bruises, that would give away what had been done to her. It only made it a bigger deal considering she was also an Alpha, and wolves always found amusement in seeing a submissive Alpha. Yet, dread and nervousness weren't all the young athlete was feeling, there was also excitement. It was the same excitement she felt dropping to her knees in the showers, kissing Bridget on the field, and being taken in front of others at the masquerade. At first she thought it was the excitement of being free and out, of not caring if someone found out she was gay, but maybe that wasn't it, because it was also the same excitement she felt knowing everyone could hear her slutty moans the night before. Zoe laid in the bed thinking about it for a bit before finally shaking her head, it wasn't important, maybe she was just experiencing a high after finally making the decision not to hide her sexuality, it made everything better.
She still had to go though, and after being really careful not to wake Bridget up, Zoe slipped out of the bed, collected her scattered clothing, and slipped out the door. Only, she had only made it half way down the stairs before she was face to face with another girl, and she recognized her. It was one of the vets she had been less than pleasant to during her several weeks of being a hypocritical bitch and acting like lesbians made her uncomfortable. She froze like a deer in the headlights, but there wasn't the expected scowl or anger, there was only a grin, a knowing grin that seemed to understand everything. "Such a cute rookie." She chuckled, walking past Zoe and only stopping briefly to look at all the bite marks on her neck, the vet giving an amused laugh before continuing towards her room. She didn't say anything else but that was what made Zoe's chest tighten. She was out! Yeah, she didn't need to be nervous, yet she was. Not because she would be exposed, even though she did feel a little nervous no matter how sure of her decision she was, but because of how she had treated some of rugby players during the first few weeks.
Despite traditional wolf culture, the amount of gay or bi wolves was incredibly high, perhaps higher than any other group. Maybe it was because they were a primal species and did whatever felt good or right, or maybe it was because before they mated it was about the search for the perfect mate and gender didn't mean much in that regard. Whatever it was, it lead to a lot of wolves either curious or experienced when it came to the same sex. Zoe had plenty of people to offend, and she didn't know what that would mean for her when everyone knew. Fuck, she hated not knowing!
---
After being caught once, the rest of Zoe's escape had been easy. She had made it downstairs and outside before anyone managed to see her, and after some very difficult jogging she made it back to her dorms, getting cleaned up but deciding to skip her classes for the day. She was too tired, and after washing herself off she didn't have the energy to do much more, barely making it to her tiny bed and falling onto it. By the time she woke up there wasn't much time until practice, just enough to do a little work to ensure her skips didn't put her behind, eat a bite of food, and then get dressed and head to rugby practice... To see Bridget. "I'm insane." She muttered to herself, reaching up and running fingers across the bite marks on her neck. She was so worn it hurt when she moved, but the moment she thought about Bridget she was horny. Fucking ridiculous, she would break if she tried to repeat the day before. "Just go to practice, nothing else. Just practice!" She murmured as she made her way out of the dorms and towards the field, trying her best to focus.
The new position was perfect, and after a few exploratory thrusts Bridget had found what she was looking for. Moans of pure bliss poured from her mouth as the older wolf relentlessly shoved inside of her, hitting her elusive sweet spot without fail. Most partners would have trouble finding it, much less focusing on it, but Bridget was something special. The night at the masquerade was enhanced by the thrill of anonymity and exhibitionism, and aided by alcohol and weed. It was amazing, but there was always the question of whether it was as good as she remembered it being. Bridget destroyed any shred of doubt as she made Zoe melt in her arms, moaning and clinging to the skillful wolf and then quickly after, cumming.
---
Zoe had no idea how many orgasms Bridget had given her, but clearly they had both been too caught up to realize how much time had passed. Their playtime was briefly interrupted when the sound of people returning to the rugby house startled Zoe, not because she was afraid, but because she couldn't believe how long they had been going. She wasn't ready to stop! So when Bridget showed no signs of slowing and instead grew more aggressive and violent, Zoe couldn't help but express her appreciation. She fucking loved the rough, violent thrusts and the strong hand grabbing a fistful of her hair. Zoe really did like it rough, and despite the humiliation of being made to moan like a whore when everyone could hear her, she didn't shrink back but instead seemed to get even more lost in the pleasure. She was moaning louder, pushing her ass back against Bridget with every thrust, and whimpering like a needy street whore every time it seemed like Bridget was going to slow down.
---
By the time someone had heard enough of their endless fucking, both of them were covered in sweat and cum, and panting vigorously. It was the first time, even more than the night at the masquerade, that Zoe felt so fucking exhausted. Bridget, she was incredible, not just her skill and aggressiveness, but her stamina. Zoe was in incredible shape so there weren't many women that could come close to keeping up with her, but the dominant Alpha was one of them, if not even greater in the stamina department. It was the first time Zoe could ever remember being so tired after sex, and they had been going at it so roughly that a few of her muscles were sore, meaning after they stopped and she cooled off she was in for some real exhaustion. And yet, despite knowing they should stop, she whined at the prospect of making their last go short. She didn't try to argue though, only giving a brief wine of dissatisfaction before enthusiastically grinding herself against Bridget and squeezing down powerfully on the throbbing cock. "F-Fuck... Claim me one more time, my Alpha..." She did everything she could to clamp down around Bridget's cock, practically begging to be filled, the desire to be marked and claimed with the female wolf's juices too powerful to resist, even if she had wanted to. Her own orgasm didn't stop her desperate grinding at all, only adding in several jerks of the younger wolf's hips as her entire body convulsed in euphoria.
---
Zoe could barely keep herself conscious she had cum so many times, the sensitivity and increased pleasure from so many consecutive orgasms almost too much. Her half-awake state left her a panting, flushed mess, and it took everything she had not to collapse on the bed and fall asleep. Instead she weakly pushed back against Bridget, the need to feel close to her Alpha intense, and she offered her neck. It felt so instinctual, so perfectly right to show her neck after all of that. She wanted another marking bite, even as her eyes grew heavy and she started to considering how difficult it would be to get home.
---
The act of offering her neck had been the last thing Zoe could really remember. She had some fuzzy images about what happened next, Bridget biting her, them kissing, and then the moment she tried to leave of her legs being weak and Bridget grinning at her from the bed. The Alpha had clearly been proud that she had made it difficult for Zoe to stand easily, which only led to Zoe pouting before getting back into bed and kissing Bridget, using her exhaustion as a reason to sleep over. In retrospect, it wasn't the best idea. Late at night people would be asleep, she could manage to get out without telling the entire rugby house that she had spent most of her day being fucked by the captain, because that wasn't something they would give a rookie shit about forever or anything. Sarcasm aside, when she woke up, practically wrapped in Bridget's arms, she felt content, but also nervous. Having a gorgeous, sexy Alpha to play with was great, and Zoe was glad to be out and trying things not entirely in her comfort zone, but that didn't mean she wanted to make the walk of shame, did she?
Her head was a mess because the instant reaction was to dread doing the walk of shame with all of the bite marks, and probably bruises, that would give away what had been done to her. It only made it a bigger deal considering she was also an Alpha, and wolves always found amusement in seeing a submissive Alpha. Yet, dread and nervousness weren't all the young athlete was feeling, there was also excitement. It was the same excitement she felt dropping to her knees in the showers, kissing Bridget on the field, and being taken in front of others at the masquerade. At first she thought it was the excitement of being free and out, of not caring if someone found out she was gay, but maybe that wasn't it, because it was also the same excitement she felt knowing everyone could hear her slutty moans the night before. Zoe laid in the bed thinking about it for a bit before finally shaking her head, it wasn't important, maybe she was just experiencing a high after finally making the decision not to hide her sexuality, it made everything better.
She still had to go though, and after being really careful not to wake Bridget up, Zoe slipped out of the bed, collected her scattered clothing, and slipped out the door. Only, she had only made it half way down the stairs before she was face to face with another girl, and she recognized her. It was one of the vets she had been less than pleasant to during her several weeks of being a hypocritical bitch and acting like lesbians made her uncomfortable. She froze like a deer in the headlights, but there wasn't the expected scowl or anger, there was only a grin, a knowing grin that seemed to understand everything. "Such a cute rookie." She chuckled, walking past Zoe and only stopping briefly to look at all the bite marks on her neck, the vet giving an amused laugh before continuing towards her room. She didn't say anything else but that was what made Zoe's chest tighten. She was out! Yeah, she didn't need to be nervous, yet she was. Not because she would be exposed, even though she did feel a little nervous no matter how sure of her decision she was, but because of how she had treated some of rugby players during the first few weeks.
Despite traditional wolf culture, the amount of gay or bi wolves was incredibly high, perhaps higher than any other group. Maybe it was because they were a primal species and did whatever felt good or right, or maybe it was because before they mated it was about the search for the perfect mate and gender didn't mean much in that regard. Whatever it was, it lead to a lot of wolves either curious or experienced when it came to the same sex. Zoe had plenty of people to offend, and she didn't know what that would mean for her when everyone knew. Fuck, she hated not knowing!
---
After being caught once, the rest of Zoe's escape had been easy. She had made it downstairs and outside before anyone managed to see her, and after some very difficult jogging she made it back to her dorms, getting cleaned up but deciding to skip her classes for the day. She was too tired, and after washing herself off she didn't have the energy to do much more, barely making it to her tiny bed and falling onto it. By the time she woke up there wasn't much time until practice, just enough to do a little work to ensure her skips didn't put her behind, eat a bite of food, and then get dressed and head to rugby practice... To see Bridget. "I'm insane." She muttered to herself, reaching up and running fingers across the bite marks on her neck. She was so worn it hurt when she moved, but the moment she thought about Bridget she was horny. Fucking ridiculous, she would break if she tried to repeat the day before. "Just go to practice, nothing else. Just practice!" She murmured as she made her way out of the dorms and towards the field, trying her best to focus.
] In real life, Sarah also frowned at Amelia's text. She knew that this kind of party wasn't her friend's thing and she hadn't really been expecting the beta to come because she was always busy with her work...but for some reason knowing that Amelia was staying late and working because of someone else disappointed her more than anything else. [ Sure. I can come over later. ] The beta responded, not giving Amelia's offer of a place to stay over night a second thought because it made sense: if they hung out, they were going to smoke, and if they were going to smoke and unwind, Sarah would probably smoke too much and then need a place to sleep off her high, no big deal.